World War I Poem

Dark clouds turn into Red Clouds
Solders mourn for their burns
To watch glory return in their soul
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Holy brightnes and breakes the flame
While the gas is reflected in their eyes
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And his lips calls out for help
Age will not weary a man down
They sit no more with their famalies
They sleep in Englands land
Giving down the sun and in the morning
We will remember them
They don't laugh with their comrades again
They could only see them dying in vain
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They shall grow old as they were left to be old
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As the stars will bright when they rise up
They move in marches alon the plain
To show what they want and that is freedom
Stars stare in the time of darkness
Sorrows sin up to be immortal and to live forever
Glory shines upon one mans tears
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They are wounded but they are in mentionble places
War is a disgrace
Heroes are remembered forever
Ti'll the end they remain towards the end.